I’ll be honest, I’m not NYC’s biggest fan. I don’t hate it by any means, I just think it’s way too expensive, way too crowded, and it perpetually smells like piss (apologies to any New Yorkers I’m currently offending). I do, however, love New York unconditionally at Christmas. While I haven’t made the trek to Manhattan
I’m in hardcore Christmas recovery mode at the moment. Christmas in NEPA means a three day onslaught of deserts, kielbasa, and booze with little to no room to rest in between, which while fun, seems to be harder and harder to bounce back from every year. Aside from the post holiday grossness I’m currently feeling
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